NovelEnglishHe caught her unease, Lightly lifting his glass and surreptitiously guiding her hand onto his lap.
In close proximity to him, Millie inhaled the fragrance of red wine that clung to him. Coupled with his handsfeatures, her heart quickened its pace.
“The evening draws to a close.” Marcus’ hushed tone reached her, hinting at something unsaid.
Observing the somewhat inebriated Leaders, Millie’s Lips quivered with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Honey, later I want to have hot dog; is that alright?”
Confusion flickered in Marcus’ eyes; he hadn’t expected such a request. It seemed her nerves were getting the best of her.
“Of course.” “Also, I’d Like to have sroasted potatoes. Is that alright?”
His indulgent nod conveyed reassurance. “Certainly. After the event, we can buy sand head home.”
Outside the restaurant’s entrance, Marcus exchanged a handshake with Randolph. Millie stood by his side, offering a polite smile.
“Goodbye, Mr. Hinks.” she bid her farewell. Randolph chimed in, “It’s been a wonderful time! Farewell and have a safe journey home.”
As the school leaders gradually departed in their cars, Millie cast a sidelong glance at the towering figure beside her, a warm flush gracing her cheeks.
Shrugging off his coat, Marcus draped it over his arm. Adorned in a meticulously ironed black shirt and straight-legged trousers that accentuated his model-like legs, he exuded both handsomeness and refinement.
Millie blinked, finding herself captivated by Marcus’ presence. From his demeanor to his affluence, competence, and physique, every aspect seemed awe-inspiring.
By simply standing there, he commanded attention, causing passersby to cast frequent glances his way.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA smirk tugged at Marcus’ Lips as he gently took Millie’s hand, guiding her towards their waiting car.
Under his lead, she couldn’t help but feel a bit like a child being guided.
Behind the wheel, Marcus navigated to a food street and purchased hot dog and roasted potatoes as per Millie’s preference.
As she held the hot dog in one hand and roasted potatoes in the other, the vibrant colors of the food should have been inviting, but Millie found herself unable to eat with ease.
She shook her head, questioning her own nervousness. It was almost comical how she felt like a bundle of nerves, fretting over the simplest matters between men and women.
She knew that many of her college peers had begun dating, establishing relationships early on, and finding happiness together.
Yet, for sreason, she still struggled to start. “Would you Like anything else to eat? I can go get it,” Marcus offered with a smile, his tone gentle as he ruffled Millie’s hair.
His magnetic voice brushed against Millie’s ear, while his tender gesture left a lingering warmth.
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